I wrote this poem in late 2006 or early 2007 while sitting at the desk of a health club that I was managing. I always had difficulty working the 4:30am shift, so usually be 7:00am of just sitting at the desk, I was struggling to stay awake; so one of the things I'd do is to write whatever crazy thought was going through my mind at the time (and let me tell you, when you're dead tired and can't even get up and go for a walk, you start to think of some pretty strange things, lol).

One day while sitting up trying to not fall asleep in the comfortable desk chair, I decided to cruise the internet for some decent poetry to inspire me to stay wake...I didn't really find any, but the rhythms and meters of the poems that I was reading did inspire me to write some of my own. Over the course of a few days I wrote a dozen poems or so, and I only saved two or three. What is most unique about the poems that I wrote is that it literally took less than five minutes to write out. I literally wrote my poems from beginning to end without removing pen from paper.

So, without further ado, I submit this sleep-deprived production, lol.

Glorious Day Of Freedom

Clouds of gray that block the sun, under which we stand prepared
Face to face in the cold wind, feeling the enemy stares

Eyes of ice and hands of steel, strength we surely show
Stood in the cold gray afternoon, fear we do not know

Many battles have waged before, against their evil lies
For the truth we must fight to win and even sacrifice our lives

We hear the shouts of angry men and the boots that pound the earth
Our war has now begun, to win we must we fight for all we’re worth

Hearts are pounding, lungs are heaving, the wind blows through the trees
Smash the enemies with Nature’s strength, bring them to their knees

New this war is not: fought from deep within our very past
Enemies plague has lasted many days, today will be their last

Evil is not within our hearts, for death we do not seek
But if we wish for our survival we must refuse to be weak

Shields of metal, smashing steel ring throughout the land
Our hearts are protected by weapons in our hands

Life lives only in the truth and the willingness to fight
Open your eyes to see the glory of fire’s blazing light

Fear not, for if you bleed to death forever then you live
To win the fight for truth, your life you must be willing to give

Glorious is our fight, just look at the men in battle
Take our lives, this they may, but our hearts they cannot rattle

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Quote:

Our thoughts and actions must in no way be determined by the approval or disapproval of our time, but by the binding obligation to a truth which we have recognized.

What may appear as a difficulty today is in reality the premise for our victory. Precisely in the greatness and the difficulties of our task lies the probability that only the best fighters will step forward to struggle for it. And in this selection lies the guaranty of success.